Old Batch

Collected by Ruth Jolly
and Don Stone
For Mary C. Parler
Transcribed by Frances Majors
Sung by Mr. Otis Williams
Wesley, Arkansas
December 4, 1958
Reel 263, Item 1
Old Batch
Three score and ten of us,
Poor old batches.
Three score and ten of us;
Not a soul to give a bust.
What will become of us?
Poor old batches.
Long time we have tarried,
Poor old batches.
Long time we have tarried
When we should have been married.
Might as well be buried,
Poor old batches.
Dressed in green, gray, or blue,
Poor old batches.
Dressed in green, gray, or blue,
Hair has lost its hue;
Is there ought that we can do?
Poor old batches.
All alone we go to bed,
Poor old batches.
All alone we go to bed,
With no nightcap for our head,
And not one word to us us said,
Poor old batches.

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Collected by Ruth Jolly
and Don Stone
For Mary C. Parler
Transcribed by Frances Majors
Sung by Mr. Otis Williams
Wesley, Arkansas
December 4, 1958
Reel 263, Item 1
Old Batch
Three score and ten of us,
Poor old batches.
Three score and ten of us;
Not a soul to give a bust.
What will become of us?
Poor old batches.
Long time we have tarried,
Poor old batches.
Long time we have tarried
When we should have been married.
Might as well be buried,
Poor old batches.
Dressed in green, gray, or blue,
Poor old batches.
Dressed in green, gray, or blue,
Hair has lost its hue;
Is there ought that we can do?
Poor old batches.
All alone we go to bed,
Poor old batches.
All alone we go to bed,
With no nightcap for our head,
And not one word to us us said,
Poor old batches.